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pacify my mouth with a white-knuckled fist and kiss my scars with a tongue void of emotion squeeze my knees together with hands too bruised to hold with my shaking fingers will the knots around my neck squeeze me like you do and leave bruises like you do the ends of your hairs tickle me along the sides of my neck and tell me to scream tell me to scream scream when you leave me alone after dark scream when the burn of alcohol no longer stings my lips scream when the bags under your eyes turn into luggage stationed next to the front door your hands around my neck tightens like the knots never could and the luggage looks like heaven and somehow i find myself in the inside of your suitcase
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
luggage
pacify my mouth with a white-knuckled fist and kiss my scars with a tongue void of emotion squeeze my knees together with hands too bruised to hold with my shaking fingers will the knots around my neck squeeze me like you do and leave bruises like you do the ends of your hairs tickle me along the sides of my neck and tell me to scream tell me to scream scream when you leave me alone after dark scream when the burn of alcohol no longer stings my lips scream when the bags under your eyes turn into luggage stationed next to the front door your hands around my neck tightens like the knots never could and the luggage looks like heaven and somehow i find myself in the inside of your suitcase
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
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